man that This Mortal Coil cd.....
I smelled it: my old apartment. I mean I really actually inhaled it.
The first few bars of "Kanga-roo" and my very next closed eyed inhalation was of an old incense I used to burn. Haven't smelled that stuff in 21 years.
As the cd played on, It really had a strange effect on me.
Song to the Siren pulled me deep, as it always did, but when holocaust started it was like a smelly time machine. I went through all sorts of olfactory tours. Eventually, I came up through time to one of my first apartments here in Vancouver, and I was smelling fresh eucalyptus, the Murphys Oil scent of a freshly mopped hardwood floor and beeswax candles.
I am so glad to have found that CD, Im strangely grounded when its playing. Waves become Wings in particular.
Somehow, its reminded me of some freckles I used to have when I was kid. I noticed once when I was around 9 or 10 that this one particular group of freckles right underneath my right eye actually appeared to spell out Love in the mirror. This stuck with me for quite a long time, and I remember showing it to one of my first girlfriends when I was 18 and she thought it was really cool.
Searching now though, I cant see them anymore.
Not that that is supposed to be deeply poetic and meaningful, I'm just kinda disappointed that they've been washed out.
I smelled it: my old apartment. I mean I really actually inhaled it.
The first few bars of "Kanga-roo" and my very next closed eyed inhalation was of an old incense I used to burn. Haven't smelled that stuff in 21 years.
As the cd played on, It really had a strange effect on me.
Song to the Siren pulled me deep, as it always did, but when holocaust started it was like a smelly time machine. I went through all sorts of olfactory tours. Eventually, I came up through time to one of my first apartments here in Vancouver, and I was smelling fresh eucalyptus, the Murphys Oil scent of a freshly mopped hardwood floor and beeswax candles.
I am so glad to have found that CD, Im strangely grounded when its playing. Waves become Wings in particular.
Somehow, its reminded me of some freckles I used to have when I was kid. I noticed once when I was around 9 or 10 that this one particular group of freckles right underneath my right eye actually appeared to spell out Love in the mirror. This stuck with me for quite a long time, and I remember showing it to one of my first girlfriends when I was 18 and she thought it was really cool.
Searching now though, I cant see them anymore.
Not that that is supposed to be deeply poetic and meaningful, I'm just kinda disappointed that they've been washed out.
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It's funny, I was hesitant about unloading such a lengthly journal entry but thought of your frequent voluminous, wordy missives, and thought "what the hell, I'll do it pica_pica style".